He doesn't know her name,

And he doesn't really care,

But she's in love with him

And she will alway be there

As he walks along the school hall,

He doesn't stop to see,

The poor little sprit girl,

Desperate to break free

As he walks towards her,

Her mind starts to race,

She doesn't know what to do

When he speeds up the pace

He walks on to his class,

How was he supposed to know?

That he's breaking the poor sprit girl,

With a soul as white as snow.

She cannot take it much longer,

She wants to kill the twist,

Who can blame the sprit girl?

When she cuts along her wrist,

And with her final breath

And with her sprit breaking free

She asks the boy she loved

Why did you never look at me?